'DOBARA'-A SAHIL THREE SHOT-LAST PART-NEW-ON PAGE 10 - Page 6

Originally posted by: MrDarcyfan

Geeta, thank you so much for this heartfelt response. It was beautiful and I am very touched. I am glad you liked it. I wish I could post the next part tonight, but I am off to Wellington tomorrow for a World Cup cricket game and will be away for 4 days. So if I get the time at night I may try to write this. But I wont have a lot of down time or privacy for that matter! But I hope to conclude this next week the latest!

Part 3

*"Dil Ne..Dil Ko Pukara...Lo Main Ayaa...Milne Dobara...

Manzil...Pyaar Tumhara...Main Hu Sagaar..Tum Ho Kinara..."

"Seher?" said Aahil in a shocked tone. "You're Sanam's twin?"

"Yes!" said Seher gravely.

"But...but why didn't Sanam tell me about you?" asked Aahil perplexed.

"She herself only found out about me a few months before Tanveer died! I found out about her before she knew about me!" said Seher looking at Aahil squarely. "You see when our parents were killed, Tanveer set fire to our house. I was displaced and Badi Ammi thought I had died in the fire when they couldn't find me. She was too afraid to stay in Bhopal, so she took Sanam and Haya and moved to Punjab!" Seher explained how she had lived as a street kid for sometime, before being adopted by Sushipal and Rosie.

"Do you remember the girl you saw in Western clothes in the kitchen the night Sheik Nazim came to your house? The one you asked to change into different clothes again? You thought that was Sanam? Well that was me!"

Aahil's eyes grew wide when she told him this fact. He suddenly remembered how he had seen who he thought was Sanam in the kitchen that night, in tights and an off shoulder top, and he had been completely thrown. He also remembered thinking why she had so much make up on? He had asked her to change, and less than 15 minutes later, Sanam had come to the table dressed in the same outfit she had been before, and he had asked her how she changed so fast? She had acted like she didn't know what he meant! It turned out, it was because she actually didn't.

"That was you?" said Aahil incredulously.

"Yes. That was me! I wondered why you didn't ask me who I was and what I was doing there? But when you didn't, I thought I had a narrow escape. At the time I had no idea that my twin was living there. I came to your house that night with only one purpose!"

"What was that?" asked Aahil frowning.

"Do you remember the necklace Sheik Nazim gave Sanam, and it went missing? That's because I stole it!"

"WHAT?" asked Aahil, his eyes flying up. "You stole the necklace?"

"Yes I did!"

"Why would you do something like that?" Asked Aahil in a dazed tone. Seher gave him an ironic look.

"Because Aahil, I was a thief, and that is what thieves do!" Said Seher with a twist of her lips.

"A thief? You were a thief?, like a real thief?" Asked Aahil still with an expression on his face that said he was grappling with digesting this information. He couldn't believe that anyone related to Sanam could be anything but honest.

"As real as they get! And a damned good one too! I never ever missed my target, until one fine day, I broke the golden rule a con artist lives by!"

"And that is?" Asked Aahil with his eyebrows raised.

"Never get emotionally involved with your target. Never fall in love! And I did both!" Said Seher with a sigh. Aahil gave her a quizzical look and she started to explain to him the events leading up to her chance meeting with Rehan at the cafe where he mistook her for Sanam, and how she played along. Of course by then she had seen Sanam at the hospital with Aahil and realised that there was someone out there that looked just like her. She told Aahil how she decided to use the fact that Rehan mistook her for someone else to her advantage, so she can con him.

Suddenly Aahil remembered a conversation he had with Rehan, when he told him that he had a girlfriend who was "just like Sanam!" Of course he had refuted this and told him that there was no one like Sanam. Rehan had merely smiled and said "You will understand when you meet her!". Now he did understand. When Rehan said that she was just like Sanam, never had he guessed that he meant she "looked" just like her.

Seher went on to explain how for the first time in her life, she had started to feel guilty regarding conning someone. How she had second thoughts about stealing from Rehan. The intervention of her foster parents and the incidents that followed. How she had fallen in love with Rehan and he with her, and she had intended to tell him the truth about her former life. But before she could, how her former mentor Shushipal had conspired to get her arrested the night Rehan proposed to her, and her consequent breakup with Rehan. She then paused and started to tell the most difficult part of the story. The part when she had agreed to do a job for Razia, who had sought her out at the Bappa ki Mandir when she had been completely dejected by the hand fate had dealt her.

"Here I thought I was getting a chance to come on the straight and narrow. But it seemed even that door had been close in my face. When Razia approached me, it felt like a window had opened up. I thought one last job, and then I am done! I had no idea what the job was till the night of the Kohinoor launch!" She explained how Razia had offered her a large sum in exchange for the job she said she had to do.

"I didn't know what the job was! She only told me she had heard about me, and wanted to hire me for my expertise!" Seher explained how on the night of the Kohinoor launch, Razia had taken her to the party, and made her change places with Sanam. "She told me just before you and Sanam went on stage that my job was to impersonate her. So when the power was cut right after you signed those documents, Razia got her goons to kidnap Sanam and I took her place! So all those times when you thought Sanam was acting strange the two weeks that followed? That is because it was not Sanam at all!" said Seher with a sigh.

"Good lord, and I blamed Sanam for running from the wedding. I treated her terribly when she came back!" said Aahil, running his fingers through his hair.

"Aahil...it was MY fault. I should never have fallen for Razia's tall promises and been blinded by greed. The truth was, after Rehan broke up with me, I felt like the world owed me something. I wanted to make enough money to just leave and never come back. Possibly even leave the country. But the method I chose was wrong. I didn't stop to think what this could do to Sanam and her marriage. I was selfish, but I thought I was justified in being so. After having no real family my whole life, I felt like I had a right to take my share from the world! That was my mistake!" Seher went on to explain that when Aahil had suggested re-marriage, Razia had encouraged her to go ahead with it, as it would make it easier to get his signature on the property documents. "I didn't want to do it. But what she said made sense, and also, you would have been suspicious if I had refused to remarry! So I went along with it! I found it tough, coz Rehan was suddenly in front of me again. But even my feelings for him was not going to stop me in my goal!" said Seher shaking her head at the memories.

"But then what made you run? Why did you change your mind at the last minute?" asked Aahil in a confused tone.

"Badi Ammi!" said Seher, looking Aahil square in the eyes.

"Badi Ammi?" asked Aahil, frowning.

Seher explained to Aahil how the lady living as Razia's cousin in the house had been her Badi Ammi, who Razia had rescued from the clutches of Tanveer. How she had wanted to use her in her quest to revenge herself on Tanveer. Badi Ammi had told her the truth about who she was, that she was Sanam's sister. Her twin.

"So I ran from the wedding to rescue Sanam from Razia's goons. I used the front door, but Badi Ammi was the one who climbed down a shawl and escaped. I suppose Tanveer found out that I...well Sanam was missing, and used it to bring in someone else in to marry you under false pretenses. That is how you ended up marrying that awful women Sanam!" said Seher, her eyes flashing at the memory of Nayi Sanam. Especially how she had treated her sister.

"But WHY didn't you guys just tell me the truth? Why hide the fact that you were twins? Why didn't Sanam just tell me dammit?" asked Aahil in an angry tone.

"I guess Aahil...we were naive! We thought if Tanveer didn't know there were two of us, we could use it to our advantage in trapping her. You see, we promised Badi Ammi on our parent's grave that we would avenge their deaths! Sanam put that ahead of her own personal happiness. By this point Rehan had discovered about the two of us too. We told him what his Mother had done, and I guess for him it was easier to accept, because he had seen the face she hid from people time and again! But even he struggled with it. So that is why we wanted Tanveer to admit to her sins on her own! In the end, all our efforts only got Rehan killed, and Sanam was threatened with my life by Tanveer. That Nayi Sanam helped her to kidnap me when I was at Rehan's grave!" said Seher, closing her eyes when she remembered the pain of that moment, and the pain she had felt when she saw Rehan for the last time.

Aahil winced at Seher's words and the pained expression in her eyes. What an evil women the women who raised him had been. He suddenly remembered the tamasha she had created at Rehan's funeral about not letting Sanam see him. Well that had been Seher, and Tanveer had done it on purpose. Aahil knew now that at the time of her death, she had been able to see. So she would have known which sister it was, and this was her way of extracting her pound of flesh from her son's lover. Now Seher's tears and desperation all made total sense. Aahil curled his fist when he remembered how he had told Haya to take Seher away from there. How hard that must have been for her not to say goodbye to the man she loved. Aahil was about to speak when Seher spoke.

"Tanveer told Sanam that if she didn't leave you, she would have me killed. So as expected Sanam chose to save me! My sister always thinks of others before herself. She gave up the love of her life for me! Every time you misunderstood her, she didn't deserve it Aahil. Not when Tanveer lied to you about her, or the times you mistook her for me and misunderstood her. Even her disappearing without a trace was an act of love. Love for me! It's not because she loved you less, but because she was fulfilling the duty of a good sister. Sanam always takes all her responsibilities very seriously!"

"Yes. Yes she does!" said Aahil with a sigh. "But where is she now Seher? Where is Sanam? WHY has she never tried to contact me after Amm...Begum Tanveer died? Surely she should have known I would listen to her if she came back?"

"By the time we heard about Tanveer's death, it was some months later. We were already very far away by then!"

"Far away? What in Punjab?"

"Try London!" said Seher with a small smile.

"London? But...when I made inquiries about Rahat and Haya at his military base, I was told that they had moved to London where Haya had family? I assumed it was her Father's family, because Sanam had never mentioned having family in London!"

"That is coz Sanam didn't know. Badi Ammi never told her or Haya anything about our family there. That is where my Dad's brother and two other sisters live. We moved there to live with them. All of us. Me, Badi Ammi, Sanam, Haya and Rahat Bhai. Of course at the time I didn't know I was pregnant! I only found out a month after moving to London!" sighed Seher.

"So how come you are living here now? Is Sanam here too?" asked Aahil. He was not able to quite keep the eagerness from his voice.

"I am not living here. I am here for a few months. I have set up a charitable trust. "Street of Dreams". It's a trust fund that pays for street kid's education. Every year we sponsor 100 street kids to come out of their situation and get an education. We also give 3 special college scholarships every year. The Asad Ahemed Khan scholarship for Architecture, Zoya Ahmed Khan scholarship for I.T, which is awarded to a girl, and the Rehan Imraan Qureshi scholarship for Business studies. The most deserving 3 students that apply get the scholarships. I wanted to continue my Abbu, Ammi and Rehan's legacies through these scholarships. Badi Ammi told me that Abbu was always active in charities throughout his career, and even Ammi always wanted to do something for girl's education. As for Rehan? He was sponsoring kids from his old orphanage. I once found a letter one of the girl's he sponsored wrote to him. I couldn't think of anything better to honor him, than to look after these street kids. I spent a few months a year for the past 2 years in Mumbai to work on the charity. The rest of the time I manage things from London. It's good for Rehan to be close to family! Not to mention he has a cousin now, Najma. Haya and Rahat's daughter!" said Seher with a smile.

"And to answer your question...No Sanam is not here! She is in London!"

"What is she doing there? I mean is she working?" asked Aahil.

"Yes she is. Doing what she loves and doing it well!"

"You mean she is a chef?" said Aahil with a smile.

"Yes she is. Not just a chef but a owner of a restaurant too. Our parent's had a trust set up, the Ahemed Khan trust, which was being operated by their lawyers. Once they knew Sanam and I were alive, they gave us the funds that were held in trust and any profits the trust still makes. With that money, Sanam set up her restaurant in London, and I set up the charity trust. I also bought this apartment for us to use when I come to Mumbai. That is the gift that Ammi and Abbu left for us. We have been able to live our dreams because of them. Tanveer may have stolen them from us, but she couldn't steal their blessings away!" said Seher, looking at Aahil. "Thanks to our parents and our family, we have been able to move on in life!"

"Has Sanam moved on?" asked Aahil, and Seher heard the hesitation in his voice. "Is she...is she happy?"

"Yes she is happy! But if you're asking if she has a new man in her life? The answer is No. Not that there is a lack of opportunity or choice, or interest for that matter. But Sanam is not someone to move on easily. We Ahemed Khan women love deeply and sometimes only once. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse? Three years and counting, and I can't forget Rehan even for a moment. I suspect, my sister has tried to forget you and failed. That is why despite suggestions from family, she has never even considered marrying again. My uncle even offered to find you and have divorce papers served. But Sanam refused. She said she was not ready to face all that. But I think the truth is, she is not ready to let you go!" sighed Seher looking at Aahil. "Judging from the way you followed me here today, neither are you!"

"I love her Seher. I just want a chance to show her how much!" said Aahil in an earnest tone.

"I know. I am going back to London in 3 days. It just so happens Rehan and I have been here a month, and it's Najma's second birthday next week. So I want to be there. That is why we are going! I think it might be a good idea if you came with us?"

"I'll call my assistant right now, and get him to book me on the first seat to London in 3 days!" said Aahil.

"I guess it's time for my sister to have true happiness in her life again, and you are the only person that can give her that Aahil!" said Seher, looking at Aahil, her eyes serious.

"I promise you Seher, I will keep Sanam happy for the rest of her life! She will never see a sad day again if I can help it!"

"I will hold you to that promise Nawaab Sahaab!" said Seher with a small smile.

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Finally the day was here, Aahil had managed to get a booking on a flight leaving the same day as Seher and little Rehan. Their flights were to touch down in Heathrow 1 hour apart. Seher would arrive an hour earlier. But she told Aahil she will ask Sanam to pick them up an hour later, so that she can wait for his flight to arrive too. In the 3 days in between Seher and Aahil's departure to London, they had met every day. Seher had made a connection with her brother in law, and Aahil had made a closer connection with little Rehan as well. Aahil had even visited the offices of the charitable trust that Seher ran and given a sizable donation to it. He also said he will make sure his company contributes money every year for the scholarship fund as well. Seher had been grateful for his generosity.

They had met at the airport and after completing check in and security, they had boarded their respective flights. Roughly 9 hours later, they met after disembarking and completing customs. Seher asked Aahil to hang back at the arrival area, while she and Rehan went ahead. Sanam was coming to get them, and Seher wanted to surprise her.

Walking through the arrival gates, soon Seher spotted Sanam. Aahil had come a bit behind covered by people, so as not to be noticed. Seher walked forward towards Sanam, as she waved at them. Little Rehan ran to his aunt, and soon was scooped up in her arms. Seher also hugged Sanam. Aahil observed all this from afar, and smiled as he took in the family reunion. They all appeared to love each other a lot. His heart felt warmed beholding the scene in front of him. For the first time he saw both sisters together and he realised how alike they were and also how unalike. Now that he saw them at once, he was easily able to pick out who Sanam was, from the subtle nuances and body language of the two. There was only one Sanam. HIS Sanam. She was unique as they come. Even with a twin that looked just like her, Sanam was a one piece. Sanam was wearing a knee length white cotton shift dress in a cut lace with long sleeves, her hair was out, and framing her face, slightly shorter than it had been when he had last seen her. She was wearing red ballet flats and carrying a red tote bag. White, his favourite colour and red, hers. Aahil sighed. She looked like a dream. Aahil took a deep breath as he beheld the face of the women he loved after three long years. The only women he had never been able to forget. The only women who had succeeded in stealing Aahil Raza Ibrahim's heart. The only women who had succeeded in owning him, body and soul.

Sanam was talking to little Rehan as he chatted away about his trip to India, and the plane ride. Seher then turned around and looked towards where she knew Aahil was standing, she gestured to him to come forward. Sanam was distracted by her nephew and didn't notice that a man was approaching them. Seher turned to Sanam, blocking her view of Aahil. She looked at Sanam square in the eyes.

"Sanam..., there is someone here to meet you!" she said in a serious tone. "He came all the way from India, just to see you!" she said, as she stepped away from Sanam so she could see who was approaching them. Sanam's eyes grew wide as she took in the person standing behind Seher.

"Aahil!" breathed Sanam, her eyes shocked.

"Hi Sanam!" said Aahil quietly. Aahil could see her arms tighten around little Rehan, and he squealed in protest.

"Masi!..." he complained.

"Sorry, sorry baby!" said Sanam apologetically as she looked down at little Rehan in her arms. Seher stepped forward and took Rehan from Sanam. "Shall we go get a burger baby?" she asked Rehan, to which he nodded. "I'll see you both later!" said Seher as she took Rehan and walked away towards a near-by eatery. Sanam and Aahil were suddenly alone. Alone after 3 years. Sanam took a deep breath and looked at Aahil nervously.

"You look beautiful Sanam!" he said huskily, as he looked at Sanam intently.

Sanam closed her eyes. Even after three years, the look in those eyes and the tone of that voice, could send shivers down her spine. What a fool she had been to even think for a minute that she was over him? She was still as affected by Aahil as she had ever been. If it was even possible, he looked even more handsome now. His hair was a bit long, and he had a stubble. He looked slightly dishevelled from his journey. He wore a white shirt and a dark blue jeans with a black leather jacket. He was standing only a foot or two away from her, and she could smell a familiar whiff of his aftershave. Ralph Lauren. Sanam opened her eyes and looked at him.

"What...what are you doing here Aahil?" she questioned.

"I am here to see you!" said Aahil gravely.

"WHY?"

"WHY? Do you really have to ask why? Don't you know why?"

"No I don't! Why after all these years? Why come now?"

"Because I only found out 4 days ago where you were, and this is the soonest I could come since knowing!" said Aahil in a grave tone. "I saw Seher in Mumbai, and mistook her for you. I saw her with little Rehan!"

"And you thought I cheated on you with Rehan? You always did misunderstand my relationship with him!" said Sanam in a tone that implied censure.

"That's not fair Sanam!" said Aahil, as he felt his hackles rise. "What did you expect me to think? I didn't know you had a twin. I didn't know about Seher. When I saw her with a little kid that looked just like Rehan, I knew whose child he was, and she was clearly his Mother! A woman who looked just like you!"

"Yes, and since misunderstanding me and not trusting me comes naturally to you, you played judge and jury and decided I was guilty as always, right Aahil?" said Sanam, not quite able to keep the bitterness out of her voice.

She had thought she had made peace with the fact that Aahil had not trusted her, but blindly listened to everything that Tanveer ever said. Believed HER version of events. She had spent weeks in that house tolerating Aahil's coldness, his unwillingness to listen to her. The endless games and taunts by Tanveer and Nayi Sanam. And in the end what had it achieved? Rehan had got killed and she and Seher had had to leave. Granted they found out later that Tanveer had been shot by Nayi Sanam and she had gone to jail. They had also heard through Rahat's contacts that Ghazala and Razak had also got jail time, and that they had stated for the record that Tanveer killed Aahil's father, her parents and relatives. But even after knowing all this, she had not been able to bring herself to contact Aahil.

She knew he had moved out of Bhopal, but not exactly where. She had thought that maybe he moved to the States where his sisters were living. Tanveer and Nayi Sanam, as well as Khala, Khalu had paid for their crimes. But she and Seher had paid a bigger price. They had both lost the men they loved. They were both living their lives almost like widows, even though neither were actually one. She was married, but had no husband. Seher had almost got married, and had a child. Sanam knew them not telling the truth to Aahil about their twin status had complicated things further. But at the time, they had thought they were doing the right thing, by buying time to get Tanveer to admit to her crimes herself. In the end it had happened, but at what cost to them?

"I admit I didn't trust you enough Sanam. I am sorry I didn't give you a chance to explain. That was wrong of me. But things were so messed up that I didn't know what to do! Ammi kept filling my head with all this crap, and I trusted her, coz I thought she made such a huge sacrifice for me! But it turns out I was being conned all along!" said Aahil, his fingers balling into a fist.

"I am sorry for what happened to you Aahil! But I don't know if there is any purpose to us anymore!"

"How can you say that Sanam? How can you act like what we had meant nothing?"

"What did we have? An impossible love between a posh rich guy and an unassuming small town girl? Such things are only good in the movies Aahil! This is real life and that is why we didn't work!" said Sanam in a sad tone.

"You're not a small town girl anymore Sanam. In fact you live in one of the biggest cities in the world now! Also, you were never unassuming. You always put me in my place. So many so called "worldly" women failed miserably at it!" said Aahil with a small smile.

"Yes well, I am sure you can find plenty of so called "worldly women" to keep you company. That was never a problem for you. So why are you wasting your time coming all this way to meet me? If it's to ask for a divorce, then you need not have gone to these lengths. You could have had the papers sent through Seher! I would have signed them, and sent them back!" said Sanam looking at Aahil.

Aahil's eyes registered shock at her statement. "Do you really think I came all this way to ask you for a divorce?" Aahil asked in a voice tinged with hurt. His eyes reflected a similar hurt, and Sanam looked away, unable to stand the pain in his eyes. Even now, his pain affected her badly. "As for other women...you know very well that I could never cheat on you Sanam! I took the vows I made very seriously. I may be a lot of things, but I am not a man who breaks his word!" said Aahil, looking squarely into Sanam's eyes.

Sanam flitted her eyes away, unable to hold his intense stare. "I can't do this Aahil!" she said, her voice laced with the desperation she felt. She didn't want to weaken. She didn't want to give into this impossible love again. She didn't want to believe again. "I just can't!" she said as she turned to leave.

"Sanam!" said Aahil in shock, as he stepped forward and held her wrist.

"Just let me go Aahil!" said Sanam, her voice cracking.

Aahil stepped in front of her, and curled his fingers around her upper arms! "NO dammit. I will not let you go! You're my wife Sanam!" said Aahil roughly. "You belong to me!"

"I don't belong to anyone but me! Is that what all this is about? Your sense of entitlement? Is it because of your male ego?" said Sanam angrily, trying to pull away from his arms.

At that statement Aahil pulled her closer. "NO! It's because I LOVE you! I love you Sanam! I was, I am, and I always will be in love with you!" said Aahil hoarsely.

"Aahil..!" Sanam breathed, her eyes filling with tears. "Don't...don't say it if you don't mean it...if you..." she trailed off unable to finish her sentence as tears overcame her.

"I have never meant anything more in my life baby!" said Aahil cupping her face with one hand, while his other went around her waist so she was pulled flush against him. "I can't live without you Sanam! Well that's not exactly true. I can live without you. But it was more like existing than living. The fact is, I don't want to live without you!"

"You're saying that now, but we both know it's not that simple!"

"It IS that simple Sanam. It was always you. Even from that time I first met you, when you fought me for that vegetable vendor, or slapped me at your Dabha, I knew you were something special! We already lost so much time. Don't make us waste any more. Can't we let the past go and start a new chapter? Don't you...don't you love me at all anymore?" asked Aahil, his own voice cracking.

"Oh Aahil..." Breathed Sanam, her hand lifting up to his face, as she caressed his cheek with her fingers slowly. "Love was never our problem. It was everything else!" she sighed.

Aahil moved his hand away from her face, and caught her hand with his. He then turned his lips to her palm and placed a kiss on the centre. Sanam gasped at the sensation of his warm mouth on her palm. It was like a jolt of electricity went right through her at the caress. "Our chemistry was never a problem between us either!" said Aahil huskily, looking at Sanam with hooded eyes. "Do you even realise how rare this explosive feeling between us is? We only have to be in the same space and you can feel this electricity Sanam. People go all their lives looking for what we have!"

"But is attraction enough to sustain a relationship?" reasoned Sanam, trying to hold on to her sanity.

"No it's not! But fortunately for us, we have love as well as attraction. Now all we need is unconditional trust, and we have the winning formula Sanam!"

"That is the one thing we didn't have Aahil. Trust! That was always the problem!"

"Yes, but problems can be fixed, and this one is fixable Sanam! We both had our reasons for not trusting the other. But most of those reasons are gone now. All we have to do is show a little faith now, and it can all be OK again!"

"I want to Aahil...I do...but...but I'm sacred. I don't think I have it in me to have my heart broken again!" said Sanam shaking her head.

"Do you think I have it in me to?" asked Aahil looking at Sanam earnestly. "But I am willing to let go of the fear, for the reward it will bring by taking that chance. Don't give up on us Sanam! I know deep down inside you never did. If you had, you would have moved on by now, and so would I. But we didn't. We couldn't, coz we are bound to the other. I don't mean just legally. That part could have been undone. But this thing between us, this thing that was always there from the moment we met? THAT can never be undone! You're stuck with me baby! The sooner you accept it, the sooner we can start forever together!" said Aahil with a slow smile.

Sanam looked at Aahil, drowning in the look in his eyes. She was mesmerised. She was lost. "Say yes Sanam!" said Aahil softly.

"Yes!" Sanam breathed, giving into her feelings finally. Aahil needed no further invitation, as he bent his head and captured her lips with his. Neither knew how long they were locked in their kiss, until the sound of a throat clearing loudly behind them made them break off their kiss. Sanam looked towards the sound and saw Seher standing there and little Rehan looking at them with gaping eyes. Sanam blushed and Aahil supressed a smile.

"Am I to understand that things have been sorted out between my sister and my brother in law?" asked Seher with a smile.

"It is!" said Aahil. "Thank you Seher!"

"What for?" asked Seher incredulously.

"For reuniting me with my wife again!"

"My pleasure Jeejai ji!" said Seher with a laugh. "Shall we go home now?" she asked, looking at Sanam.

"Yes. Let's go home! Finally, our family is complete!" said Sanam, looking at Aahil.

"Yes it is!" said Seher with a smile, looking from Sanam to Aahil, as they all turned towards the entrance way that led out of the airport. Seher put little Rehan in the child seat in the trolley as she wheeled it out, moving ahead of Aahil and Sanam. "Let's go home to Badi Dadi baby!" said Seher smiling at little Rehan.

Aahil linked his fingers with Sanam's as they walked behind Seher. "So you never did tell me!"

"What?" asked Sanam looking up at Aahil quizzically.

"That you love me, Mrs Ibrahim!" said Aahil huskily.

Sanam blushed. "I love you!" said Sanam softly looking into Aahil's eyes. Aahil smiled, and Sanam smiled back. They walked hand in hand out of the entrance to the airport with Seher and little Rehan in tow. Aahil sighed. In this moment, thousands of miles away from his Motherland, Aahil Raza Ibrahim was finally home!

The End

*Lyrics derived from the song "Dil Ne Dil Ko Pukara" Movie: "Kaho Na Pyaar Hain" (2000)

Hi All,

This was the last part. It's a bit long, but I didn't want to take it to another part. Hope you all liked the conclusion! As always, please leave me your thoughts!

Thanks

Mandy

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